’ She looked into his eyes, ‘thanks. I hate thunder. Don’t think I’ll ever get over my fear of it.’ Les leaned down and kissed K tenderly. ...he leaned into him and played into the kiss. His strong arms felt so good around her and his lips were experienced and gentle. K sighed as they pulled away. ‘Why don’t you want to do this?’ Les looked upset. K sat on a chair, ‘because. You don’t want a girlfriend, just a physical relationship. As much as I want you to make love to me, I just can’t.’ Les. He wanted to melt into pudding and become one with the pleasant contours of a glass bowl. He wanted to be the blood he sipped from a champagne glass, settled and still, except for maybe the gentle ripples caused by someone nudging it. He wanted to become a cow, and graze on grass, without a care in the world.Brain fried, yeap. Complete and total exhaustion sending his mind through loops and into strange dementia, conjuring odd imagery like one might if they hadn’t slept in days. He’d done that. I guess you'll have to call the guards, if you want to get rid of me."Sara erupted in a quick, helpless guffaw. "Are you kidding? Both those guards are on Medicare." Her eyes were now, paradoxically, full of water, threatening to spill.Laura was very close to her, close enough so that they would be touching if she moved forward only two more inches. Fearing what might happen if she did not seize the moment, she did lean forward, kissing Sara's smooth, gleaming forehead. It was easy since Laura. Unlike Sean, that was something she had left in her dusty past best to be forgotten like most Nicholas Cage movies.Damian stepped back into the room holding three packages wrapped in festive birthday paper and tied neatly with a bow."Since Fiona was rude and clearly forgot to get you gifts, I took it upon myself to do it for her," Damian said in a cool casual tone."I can't open them, my hands are tied, dumbass," Sean snarled before wiggling around in his chair."That's okay Fiona will unwrap.